ShadowDragonDreams

Fire, sparks, rumbling waves of crashing lava. This burning. These flames. Erupting. We are on fire. Scorching heat. These depths of the sun. Can we dance in this furnace? Pouring out of searing molten fires. It burns. It burns. Shall we dance in this heat? Twisting and melting and molding and dying. Let us dance, let us dance together. This burns, this burns. Turbulent, pounding, scalding pain. Dance with me. I just want to dance. This new life is treacherous and unknown. How will we find a way through the thick clouds? Through the heat, the smoke, the pain. We are in the midst of the volcano, the sun. This is where stars are b

Waves crash...but this stillness lingers. A peaceful quite, almost like silence, but radiating a drumbeat from within. I see Him....in a new light. He looks my way...gleaming...shining in armor... A crown adorning a helmet... King of Kings.... He looks at me and I take in as much as I can of His face once again... Lord of Lords.... I do not speak with a voice, but He hears my questions. He turns and reveals to me a sword. He presses it towards me and I look upon it. He thrusts it with more urgency, wanting me to take hold of it. I grip it...steel...cold, yet warm, comfortable, firm, safe, treasured. He presses something to my che

Whatever words exist for such a time, have yet to come to me. This wailing, travailing...this anguish of the spirit. So much that surrounds that it is overwhelming. Not afraid or lost, but a overpowering yearning. The shadows crowd out all the stars. Cold, hard ground that lacks life or comfort. This aching grows, nothing sating its desire. Knowing this is like childbirth and knowing an end must come soon. Knowing that it is so close....so so close. Nothing to rush it to the last moment..... Nothing to ease the current agony. We must go on a little longer, a little longer. How much can these bodies bare? How long can our spirits